The female master reported to the palace master, the master is favored by the road

This time when we go to the government office, we will cancel the young man’s slavery.

It is impossible to go to the county government. Judging from Fang Tianzhi's appearance, he is definitely in collusion with the county government.

I didn't expect that such a small village would have so many monsters.

Linglong felt more and more uncomfortable the more she thought about it, and wanted to move away from this troubled place.

With a cold face, Linglong carried the washed casserole into the kitchen. Seeing the boy still standing there, she really wanted to beat him up.

The thin red lips opened slightly: "Zi'an, I will send you away from here tomorrow."

Zi'an, who was still daydreaming, was instantly awakened when he heard this.

He reached out and grabbed Linglong's clothes, and said uneasily: "No, Sister Linglong, don't chase me away, I'll be obedient, I'll eat, I'll eat."

After saying this, he let go of Linglong, walked quickly to the table, picked up the rice porridge on the table, and was about to put it into his mouth.

As a result, a white hand grabbed his wrist.

Zi'an looked at the owner of the hand with watery eyes.

Looking at Zi'an like this, Linglong sighed silently in her heart.

"Eat it while it's warm, or use a spoon."

Youxue, who was coiled on the beam, looked at this with complicated eyes, and then she coiled into a circle to rest.

Alas, the master’s three virtues have come together, and his emotions have also awakened, but he’s still a little slow to warm up.

Seeing the young man nod obediently, Linglong let him go, walked to the stove and started stewing chicken soup.

"Youxue, can Zi'an drink the spiritual spring water in Lianjing Lake?"

Youxue moved her snake body: "Yes, but in moderation."

"Ah."

After receiving the response, Linglong took advantage of the obstruction of the view to put some spiritual spring water in the chicken soup, and then began to stew the chicken soup on the small stove.

She covered the porridge with the pottery lid and stood up, watching the boy eating the rice porridge quickly in small mouthfuls, and Linglong's anger finally subsided.

"Go and rest after you finish eating."

Zi'an looked at Linglong and nodded obediently: "Okay, Sister Linglong."

After receiving the response, Linglong turned and left the kitchen, and sent a telepathic message: "Youxue, keep an eye on him. I'm going back to the space."

There was a faint heat flowing in her dantian, and she had to go to the space to check it out.

Youxue also noticed that Linglong's spiritual power was not right, and responded: "Yes, Master."

Linglong quickly returned to the room, spread her mental power around, and then entered the space.

As soon as I entered the space, not only did the heat in Linglong Dantian ease a lot, but there were also some complicated ancient characters in my mind.

Youlian Space, Youlian Seal...these are what Youxue had told her about.

The other is the method of using the space, which is also called inheritance, but she still prefers to call it inheritance instructions.

You are the master of the space, and you can place things in the space according to your own consciousness.

The second is the guardian beast. If the guardian beast does not obey the master's orders, the master can kill it on his own.

These are her conclusions, and she doesn't want to know about the backlash.

It's just a pity for the guardian beast. It has been guarding for tens of millions of years, but if the master is not satisfied, it will be killed by the master.

No wonder the little thing was so scared when my murderous intent was leaked.

This was not her fault, the murderous intent was an instinctive reaction and she was trying her best to restrain herself.

After thinking about it, Linglong shook her head and recalled the inheritance instructions.

Mental power, inherited as divine consciousness.

With a movement of his spiritual consciousness, he teleported to the secluded pavilion.

The attic in the space is divided into six major floors, each of which has its own use.

First floor, Lotus Pavilion, lounge bar.

The second floor, the Wu Pavilion, is related to martial arts.

The third floor is a secluded pavilion where one can sleep and read.

The fourth floor is the Dan Pavilion, where people make medicine and study medicine.

The fifth floor is the Formation Pavilion, which, as the name suggests, is for learning formations.

The sixth floor, Lingge, is the place for cultivation.

According to her understanding, that's it.

Stepping into the secluded pavilion, an antique scene comes into view.

His eyes were fixed on the box wrapped in silk cloth on the dressing table. He walked forward and reached out to open it.

As soon as I entered the space, I felt not only the inheritance of the space, but also the call of this thing.

So she chose to suppress the abnormality in her body and came up to check it out herself.

The black and purple brocade opened, and a rectangular box made of golden nanmu appeared before our eyes.

Looking at the intricate patterns carved on the wooden box, Linglong frowned.

Sit on the stool and open the box.

A blue-white jade seal is very eye-catching, because the seal is carved with none other than Bai Ze himself, who has a lion's body, deer horns and goat beard.

She reached out and took out the jade seal which was only about seven centimeters in size. Looking at Bai Ze who was the same as recorded in the ancient books, her brows were furrowed.

He turned the seal over and saw a traditional Chinese character "云" on the seal. He rubbed the engraving on it with his fingertips.

His sight moved to the brown animal skin scroll in the box. He put down the jade seal, picked up the animal skin scroll, opened it, and a set of ink-colored silver needles shining with cold light appeared in front of him.

If you count carefully, there are only eighteen silver needles in this set, just eighteen.

The fingertips touched the silver needles, eighteen needles, ghost doctor, eighteen needles!

Suddenly, there was a sharp pain, going straight from the fingertips to the top of the head.

Linglong looked at her fingertips expressionlessly, where a drop of bright red emerged and dripped.

The silver needles and animal skin scrolls therefore changed.

Linglong stared at the five big words that appeared: Eighteen Needles, Phantom Ghost.

The lower part of the eighteen needles turns out to be in this world.

No wonder in my previous life, I couldn’t find the Zombie King even before the virus broke out.

Grandpa, you are just making empty promises.

If I stayed in that world, searching for the lower part of the eighteen needles until I grew old, what would you do?

After thinking about it, his eyes moved to the box again, and sure enough, the lower part of the Ghost Doctor's Eighteen Needles was placed inside.

When he subconsciously tried to use his plant-based ability to heal the wound on his fingertips, he felt an itchy sensation on his fingers.

Linglong then remembered that in the inheritance, the space would automatically purify her blood and replenish her spiritual power.

So there is no need to worry about dying from injury or bleeding.

After taking out all the things in the box, he found a book of martial arts techniques underneath the eighteen needles.

Lingxiao Jue, opened it, and when Linglong saw the previous content, she was silent.

Isn’t this the lower part of the Mu family’s martial arts in the previous life? Grandpa is really naughty!

There was a smile in Linglong's eyes, and her gaze fell on the last thing, which was an envelope.

When you open it, a scent of ink wafts out.

Take out the rice paper inside, open it, and the beautiful hairpin-flowered small calligraphy comes into view.

When she saw the content clearly, Linglong's eyes were suddenly filled with frost.

Xiao Ling'er, when you see this letter, your three souls will have returned to their places.

And I am your father who has never fulfilled his responsibilities. I want to say to you here, I am sorry, Xiao Ling'er!

It is because of the mistakes made by your father that you have suffered so much in life.

As a father, I don't ask you to forgive me, but in this life, as a father, I wish you a happy and carefree life...

Ling'er, your father really wants to...

My little Ling'er will be the next Palace Master of my Nanyun Kingdom.

If Ling'er is willing to go back and take the Yunxiao Seal to the Yunxiao Pawn Shop, someone will take you back to Nanyun Kingdom, where you will have followers who are loyal to you.

If my little Ling'er wants to live a simple life, then destroy the jade seal, so that they won't be able to find you...

Her eyes were fixed on the red plum blossoms on the rice paper, her delicate eyes felt sore and a tear fell.